Momservation: “God doesn’t require that we succeed. He only requires that you try.” ~Mother Teresa
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I like to consider myself a pretty easy going person.
However, there are some things I have very little patience for and will push my buttons.
- Kids who talk back to adults. Makes my palms itch something awful.
- Parents who allow their kids to be disrespectful. Raising a**holes are we?
- Adults who act like petulant children. Really? After all these years of life experience, this is the best reaction you could come up with?
- People getting away with bad behavior. Why do people stand around and not call someone out for being an a**hole? They need to know their sh** won’t be tolerated!
- Blatant rudeness. Why? Who pissed in your Cheerios? What makes you think your needs trump everyone else’s?
- Disregard for others’ safety. You can drive like an idiot and try to kill yourself—but let’s keep me and my family out of it, shall we?
But I’d have to say the most egregious offense to humanity to me…
Johnny Manziel, I’m talking to you now.
There are so many more who have come before you—Ryan Leaf, Lindsay Lohan, River Phoenix, Ryan Leaf (especially hard one for this Charger’s fan who could’ve had Peyton Manning). There are many more who will come after you (I’m guessing led by Jameis Winston).
But currently, Johnny Football, you are the gold standard for Wasted Talent.
- You won the Heisman Trophy as a freshmen.
- You broke a 43 year-old total offense record by quarterback legend Archie Manning.
- You were the first freshman and only the fifth player in NCAA history to pass for 3000 and rush for 1000 yards in a season.
- An all-around athlete you were drafted by both Major League Baseball and the National Football League in 2014
- You were selected in the first round of the NFL draft despite growing concern over character both on and off the field.
- The Cleveland Browns believed in you to become the face of their franchise.
- Legions of young football players wanted to be you, Johnny Football.
But you just wanted to party.
You’ve been arrogant. You’ve been immature. You’ve been disrespectful. You’ve been dangerous. You’ve been stupid.
And now to close your rookie season—you’ve entered rehab.
Does it really need to be said that you had a throng of young athletes who would’ve taken an ounce of your talent in their big toe if they thought it would help them to achieve their dreams?
Does it matter to you that boys straining in locker rooms, sweating on fields, icing down their bruised and battered bodies believed it all worth it if they could become you?
Do you even care that you have treated the pinnacle of sporting excellence—a pro athletic career—as the ribbon to your butt wipe in the face on athletes who practiced extraordinary dedication, discipline, sacrifice, and hard work while surmounting pain, mental weakness, and career-derailing injuries to get where you are?
But mainly, Johnny Manziel, how does it feel that God blessed you with talent and opportunities to go make a mark on this world, but you told Him to wait a minute while you get drunk, snort some coke, and bag some babes?
Johnny, you haven’t just pushed my buttons with your wasted talent. You’ve made God’s palm itch.
Good luck in rehab. I hope you spend your time counting your blessings and refocusing your perspective. Even though you’re young and dumb now, everyone loves a good comeback story.